They lifted her legs down from the rests, helped her to her feet, removed the gag and stood her still blindfold before the full-length mirror. It was ... memorable moment, eager hands removed the blindfold, she blinked, the light harsh on her eyes. Then she caught sight of her own familiar body, happy tears filling her eyes as she saw the swollen and red tattoo outlines of black cobwebs now around each of her nipples, on her breasts the right even having a small spider! Her eyes fell to her. The heat of the day was mitigated by the conditioned air which streamed in. Looking out at the featureless sand, Gene couldn't help wondering how anyone could spend more than a few minutes staring out at the desert without feeling a strange mix of isolation and claustrophobia."Hates is such a strong word." You know what I mean. I betrayed his trust and he'll never forgive me."Holly shrugged. "What choice do we have? Gene's head is clearly fucked, no offense."Gene gave her a nod, acknowledging. She smiled and got up, opened her salwar and went to my bed and slept only with her pantie on. Her legs were smooth with tiny hairs here and there. Extending her hands, she called me, “Come, worship your goddess’s body”.I went near her and climbed on her and sat on my knees at both ends of her ankles. With my weight balanced on my elbows, I began my ritual. First I pulled her lips up with my lips. Then I sucked my way down to her chin, smooching hard her neck to her shoulders.I was rubbing her. No way can I fit that many people in my apartment.”I had an answer. “Not a problem. If you can do it on a Sunday, the pastry shop is available. It may not be set up the way you’re used to, but it’s still a commercial kitchen.”“I’ll need help for that much cooking.”“You sound like you don’t want to do this. If you’re going to run your own place you’ll have to learn to deal with things that come up unexpectedly.”I think I offended her. She was a little short in her answer. “Two weeks. I’ll handle.